3 Weeks In Paris

1: Yeah.. We're weird.

I walked to my last class of the day- make that of the year. I met Mariana and Zoe at the door since we share this class together. Summer was starting in less than an hour, and we were all on our nerves. This was going to be the best summer ever. All we had to do was ask our parents the question that would make our dreams come true. It was always my dream to go to Paris and watch an orchestra play live in the studium. Mariana has always wanted to explore the Eiffel Tower, and Zoe was very interested in the art there. A simple 'yes' from dad would make all that come true.

Oh wait a second. Let me give you the whole 411 on my life; My name is Jazmine Joana Clark -aka Jay Jay- I am 18 years old and this is my last year of school. I have an 11 year old sister, Clara, and a 21 year old brother, Logan. My dad is well known here in California- where we live- he is the biggest businesses man in the city. as for my mom, she owns the finest hospital in LA. We live in a big mansion thats only about 15 minutes away from the Ivy's. If your wondering then yes I've been there before with Mari and Zo and several times with my family. Mariana, Zoe and I have been best friends since the 4rth grade and their families are also loaded. Mariana Breyer (pronounced ; bgho-ya) is half German. Her father owns the Mercedes building in Germany and her mother is a fashion designer. As for Zoe McConnell she's full Californian like me, her father is an intertainment lawyer. Her mother is a beauty editor, so we always have the newest make-up supplies. I play the piano and the guitar, I horse back ride, its my hobby. No, I dont have a boyfriend, nor am I one of those girls that wants one. I might be labeled as the girl in the 'popular crowd' but that doesn't mean much to me and my two best friends.

I looked at my watch for the fourth time now. 2:40. Ow Yeah! 5 more minutes. I looked at the stupid teacher that has been blabbering on and on about who knows what. I glanced at Mariana on my left side; she was sound asleep.

Typical Mariana.

I shook her hard and she slapped me. Okay.. Outch !!

"Outch. You idiot." Her eyes flew open at my sudden outburst. And they widened.

"My hand rearranged your face." she cracked herself up. I stared at her poker faced. Then I realized that half the class was looking at us and trying to hide their laughter. I looked at Zoe on my right and she was wiping tears from laughing. What the hell ? Is it really that funny ? No, It is not. The bell of freedom finally rung and students were running out of the class room like their life depended on it. I threw my books in my bag, swung it aroung my shoulder, and left school, for good. I walked to the parking lot and headed to my car. People usually would think that girls didnt have much interest in cars, but not me. I love my car. My parents got it for me on my 18th birthday in May. It's a silver Mercedes SLS. I took out my keys from my bag, unlocked it and went in. Mariana opened the passengers seat and jumped in, and Zoe went in the back seat. Today they came with me in the morning because they are now coming over for some random dinner my parents are hosting, and of course Mari and Zo's folks are invited. We are planning on asking them the question we've been dreading to ask them after the other people leave. The dinner starts at 8:00 so we have time before then.

'Yeah I'm gonna pop some tags only got 20 dollars in my pocket I-I I'm haunted looking for a come-up this is f*cking awesome'

We started singing along to the lyrics of Macklemore's Thrift Shop on the radio.

'I wear your grandma's coat, I look encredible I'm in this big ass cold from the Thrift Shop down the hall.'

" I wear your grandma's coat, I look encredible I'm in this big ass cold from the Thrift Shop down the hall." We sang at the top of our lungs.

We reached my house 20 minutes later. We went inside to be greeted by my 11 year old sister, Clara. She finished school 2 days earlier than us its a good thing aaannd a bad thing. Good thing; I dont have to drive with her blah blah-ing about her day, and bad thing; she enters my room all day long and uses my laptop while I'm in school. Eh! whatever. Is Clara cute, you might be wondering ? I'm not gonna lie, she's absolutely adorable with those big green eyes and light brown hair-so much like mine- yes she is cute.